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StoryPainted colours markashley011 years 10 months ago
StoryJust another day markashley011 years 10 months ago
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StoryH) Armageddon markashley011 years 10 months ago
StoryI am an Empty Hand markashley011 years 10 months ago
StoryHeaven or Hell markashley011 years 10 months ago
StoryGood Day To Die markashley011 years 10 months ago
StoryHecate's Daughter markashley011 years 10 months ago
StoryI thought I saw you markashley011 years 10 months ago
StoryGod Bless America markashley011 years 10 months ago
StoryJ) In The Box markashley011 years 10 months ago
StoryHuman Cage markashley011 years 10 months ago
StoryI Don't Want To Do This Anymore markashley011 years 10 months ago
StoryGhost markashley111 years 10 months ago
StoryH) Love Song No. 4075 markashley011 years 10 months ago
StoryIggle winky markashley011 years 10 months ago
StoryGod Sleeps in Paddington Station markashley011 years 10 months ago
StoryJ) Murdered Emotions markashley011 years 10 months ago
StoryH) Branded markashley011 years 10 months ago
StoryI) Song for an unnamed lover markashley011 years 10 months ago
StoryI Dare You markashley011 years 10 months ago
StoryJ) I close my eyes and journey deep markashley011 years 10 months ago
StoryH) As summer crawls markashley011 years 10 months ago
StoryI) I have nothing markashley011 years 10 months ago
StoryFour Cities markashley011 years 10 months ago

My stories

Cherry

Blood Metal

through the heat river blood metal waking blade spear forest walks

Forgotten Field

Walking weary night That stalks in dank gullies And dry sand And waits. Night that strays into wounded morning Whispers black into the dawn. Whispers...

When the lips touch

When the lips touch, Flesh on flesh, Enfolding arms and a shared heartbeat. Sweet whispers in the night and the warmth of her hand. "Stay with me." Her gentle breath wanders over my cheek. A flood of emotion overwhelms me And I reach out and hold her. To feel the smoothness of my skin And her soft hair brushing my shoulder. Then she sinks and dissolves into darkness. I reach out once more, Trying to grasp the light behind the dream.
Cherry

God Sleeps in Paddington Station

God sleeps in Paddington Station On a damp and smelly mattress Outside the toilets Now barred for want of 20 pence. He keeps warm By wrapping himself
Cherry

Froppington Gore

An old West Country rhyme

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